Moscow

Cold grey heart, all pebbled with gold Take me back and swallow me in To days we'll never remember, nights we'll never forget To enclosed spaces and the echoing of coughs

The maiden voyage of the Mary Belle 7/13

It was surprisingly easy to make progress. She soon found a rather narrow but well-defined path, leading towards the mountain.

The maiden voyage of the Mary Belle 6/13

Gold cherry

Resurrection (IP)

I believe I saw you

April Twenty Third Nineteen Hundred Eighty Three

Once upon a time on a sun filled day, I stood waiting at the base of an alter Nervous of the change, all dressed in grey, Terrified that my voice may falter
Cherry

The Sultan’s Egg

Once there was a little girl, the daughter of a sultan who received, as an Easter present from her father, the gift of a fabulous jewelled egg.

An Egg-straordinary Adventure

There, infront of us, enshrouded in creeping mist and tangled vegetation, long neglected and forgotten but still magnificent was the thing that I had been searching for, for so many long years, the

The Circle

This poem is normally in circular format, but I've not been able to print it so here, despite trying.

the royal wedding

keep a bucket near you when read this because you may vomit

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